Offering hope, comfort and support for survivors of suicide loss.
Five years ago today, late in the afternoon, we received the call which shattered our lives. Our son, Tom, killed himself. My memories of that day are incomplete due to trauma. I do remember snapshots and short videos of the horror of the day which still have a hold on me although, through counseling, no longer suffocate me. Within hours, our family made the decision to be transparent about the cause of his death without realizing the ...
It has been a few months since I last shared a post on our blog. This blog has been a big part of my journey since losing my dad to suicide in 2011. Luckily, I have an amazing co-creator and have been blessed to have Kimberly volunteer her own time to help keep this site going. In addition, it is our readers who have helped keep us going. You share your stories with us and allow us to share them with our little community. You allow yourself to be ...
The infamous question we as survivors of a suicide loss ask ourselves, "why?" "Why would they do this?" "Why would this happen?" "Why didn't anyone prevent it from happening?" I could write an entire book on the "why" questions that I have asked since losing my dad to suicide. Problem with "why" is that there aren't any concrete answers. There is no magical equation that will give us a definitive answer. The one and only answer lies with the one ...
I'm not big on resolutions, because let's be honest who actually remembers what theirs was last year? I've learned that if you want to actually make big changes, you have to set specific and attainable goals for yourself. I've heard people say, "My goal is to just be happy." Well that is great but how in the heck are you going to measure that? And is your definition of happiness even attainable? I am not sure I could provide you with a definition ...
I never thought it would take a suicide to introduce me to my authentic self. I speak often about finding purpose in our pain. I get a number of questions following that statement, "Well how in the heck do I do that?" If I knew the exact way believe me, I would share. What I have come to find on the journey that began the day my father died by suicide, is that purpose comes from authenticity. In the midst of the pain, I was introduced to my ...
